Tuesday, May 7, 2013

LUCK OF LOVE by Ashley Poch and Tiffany Aleman PROMO RELEASE

Blake Riley thought she could leave her traumatic past behind when she left for college. Starting a new life and moving forward never sounded so good. Living carefree with her best friend in Ocean City New Jersey gave her the freedom she had always hoped for.

But sometimes life isn’t so carefree.

When Blake finds herself torn between the affections of two men, emotions that have been buried for years will be exposed. Derrick, a powerful CEO of a popular casino resort, instantly captivates her. Being drawn into his domineering passion, she bares herself to him in a way she least expected. With Landon, a successful attorney, she can be someone new; someone free from her haunting past. Each man evokes a different side of Blake. As both relationships grow stronger, walls will slowly begin to crack.

What will happen when the past slowly creeps its way into the present?

With two worlds filled with secrets and lies, it’s only a matter of time before they crash and truths are revealed.




My eyes go wide when she mentions that she’s dating someone.  I’ve never been one to step on another man’s toes, but there’s just something about this girl.  She gets me in some way.  I don’t care whose she’s dating.  She said recently and to me that means not serious.  Blake starts bouncing in her seat as “Lil’ Freak,” by Usher and Niki Minaj starts playing over the loud speakers. 

Reaching for her hand, I pull her up off the couch and guide her towards the dance floor. “Come on, let’s dance.”

“Okay but where’s Dean?” she asks looking around for him.
I point to another couch close to ours where he sits talking with a red head that keeps running her hand up and down his arm.  “I think he’s a little preoccupied right now,” I say, pulling Blake further out onto the dance floor.

Grabbing onto her hips, I pull her into me.  The lights in the glass floor below us pulse in time with the beat.  Blake’s body goes stiff as I try to get her to loosen up.  Placing my lips close to her ear, I say, “It’s just dancing, Blake.”

Nodding, she leans in close to my ear.  Her warm breath rushes out as she says, “You’re right.  Let’s dance.”

Turning in my arms, her back to my front, she begins rubbing her ass against my dick while the bass of the song moves through our bodies.  Sliding down my front and then back up slowly, her back glides against the bulge in my pants.  Splaying my right hand across her stomach, I hold her tightly against me, grinding into her from behind.  Using my left hand, I run my fingers up her ribs and down the inside of her arm, leaving a trail of goose bumps behind.  I reach for her hand and guide her arm up and around my neck.  Her head falls back against my chest.  With her eyes closed, she rocks into me, matching my rhythm.  I lean my head down, inhaling her seductive scent.  Skimming the tip of my nose up and down her neck, I reach her ear and nibble on her lobe.  I whisper to her, “Be my lil’ freak.”  A soft moan escapes her as I pull her tighter against me, molding our bodies together.  “Will you be my lil’ freak, Blake?”  I ask huskily.



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